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June 22, 2016

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A Mistake New Writers Make

One would assume the way one might tell a story, or describe an idea, is the same way you would write it.

It’s such a mental leap to realize the way you tell a story is to show, by walking through the world/situation you created, that the new writers tell without realizing the error.

And really, can you blame them? Writing something good takes a shit ton of practice, and world building is a skill high on the totem pole of difficulty. So why wouldn’t they just think you can dump the way the world works on the reader’s head? It seems easy. It seems economical. Continue reading →

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June 15, 2016

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Poem: The Telltale Tinge Of Storms

You know a storm before it comes.

The signs, well, they always find a way to warn.

The yellowing tinge of the sky.

The way the wind hits the palms.

The feeling of the change. The one animals taste.

Better than you ever could. Continue reading →

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June 1, 2016

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Some Motivation

Sometimes these posts are just as much for me in the future as they are for you guys.

This is one of those.

Because I know I will meet moments where I need a little pep talk, and thus I will store that pep talk in the one place I know I’ll find it.

And if it helps other artists out there, well, all the better. Continue reading →

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May 28, 2016

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Microfiction: Farmer

May I present a short, strange story about a thankless job.

It’s called:

Farmer

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We rise with the sun. They rise with the night. And the first step is always to make sure they do not breach the earth. We feed the soil. We water them as best we can. But they still grow out of the ground at the rate they do. So we chop off the exposed parts and force them back. Continue reading →

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May 21, 2016

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Flash Fiction: My Past Is Cold

Oh boy, this series again. The fourth in the Cold Saga is a little different than the others. If you haven’t read them, fair warning:this is a prequel to three other stories. I suggest starting with those.

1st: My Fingers Are Cold

2nd: My Feet Are Cold

3rd: Our Hearts Are Cold 

All caught up? Then let’s begin. Continue reading →

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May 18, 2016

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Outline Outrageously Fast

This is my opinion. This is not a provable science. This is how I do it now, and I find it effective.

If you don’t like artistic things being too mechanical, this will not work for you.

But, that said, do you want to outline and organize a new novel fast?

Then read on. Continue reading →

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May 14, 2016

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Flash Fiction: Guilt

I awoke to the smell of ash, and the taste of rot, and the whispers of nightmares. At the foot of the bed was a shriveled corpse, with a blue jacket laid over it.

“Well, did it work?” came a voice from the walls.

I pushed off the blanket and it slid onto the floor. Next to me, by my head, the window blinds covered up a sight I was sure I did not want to see. I focused on my center and spoke in a calm, collected voice. Continue reading →

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May 7, 2016

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Flash Fiction: Electricity

The night crackles, and in a odd place two people bond.

And the story of it is called:

Electricity

“Count with me,” she said, her eyes as bright as the flash, her hair pressed up under the covers. “One, two, three, four, five.”

CRASH

I laughed, and I could feel the impact through the covers. The air seemed to hum with the force of the sound. The hair on my arms stuck up into the air. Continue reading →

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May 4, 2016

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Writing Has Rules…Or Does It?

Writing has rules. I don’t think anyone who’s been at this writer thing a while would argue with that. But, at the same time, we artists tend to like to break the rules, don’t we? It’s an odd relationship, and it leads me to my topic of discussion.

How important are writing rules? Continue reading →

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April 30, 2016

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Flash Fiction: Don’t Move

No monsters. No demons. No evil.

Sometimes even I need to just write a tiny, funny story. I call it:

Don’t Move

Well see, here was the problem. I didn’t want to tell her. I didn’t know how she’d take it. She was going to freak out.

She needed to know though. I would want to know if I was in her shoes.

“Don’t move,” I said.

So, of course, she moved a step across the kitchen floor. I followed her, sliding to her side, and continued to track with my eyes. Continue reading →

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April 23, 2016

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Flash Fiction: Glasses

I thought I’d try playing around with perspective a bit, and this was the result. A story called:

Glasses

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An empty pair of glasses laid on a table, a thick, syrupy liquid running down the left lens. Around it boiled various beakers of odd colors and odder smells. The glasses reflected light across the spectrum of human vision. A literal rainbow cast into the air. Continue reading →

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April 16, 2016

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Microfiction: Analog + Poem: I Can’t Not Rhyme

Well, this is a new one. This week, because I ended up creating two smaller pieces instead of a flash fiction, I thought I’d present them as a package deal.

They are both comedic, so it does work…kinda.

Enjoy.

MICROFICTION: ANALOG

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April 13, 2016

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First Draft Finished Feelings

Everything starts out as a first draft, be it the smallest poem, to an entire freaking novel. And because of some–for now– secret reasons, I’d like to talk briefly about the sensation of completing the first draft, the brain dump, the raw creation.

More specifically, the mental process I go through when I finish a first draft. And perhaps you do as well. Continue reading →

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April 6, 2016

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On Inspiration–And What To Do With It

An interesting thing happened to me on Sunday night, and in my attempts to be more personal and open with you guys, I thought I’d share it with you.

I became inspired. I met inspiration. The taskmaster and–though often not permanent–companion of the working artist. And like a bomb blast in my head, a story came to me. Continue reading →